Ming Yijun was drunk, and he was more pestering than usual. However, his cheeks were crimson at this time, and he was a little more beautiful than usual. Seeing him like this, Zhan Lu also felt that he couldn't help himself, and half pushed and half fulfilled his wish.

The two were obsessed again, and after it was over, it was already dark. Zhan Lu lay on the bed and gasped softly, turned his head to look at Ming Yijun again, he had become a gluttonous again, lying next to him and already asleep, and snoring lowly.

Zhan Lu couldn't help laughing again, the little gluttony was too far from Ming Yijun's usual appearance, every time she saw him turn into a little glutton, she felt very funny. She didn't want to move her fingers, which she had been tired of. At this time, seeing the little glutton's sleeping on all fours, she couldn't help but reach out and scratch its belly.

Oops!

Gluttony is the most vicious beast in the world, even if it becomes such a small form, how can it tolerate people

If it did this with his original size, it would have been very powerful. However, he became like this at this time, and if he did such an action again, it could only make people feel as if he was coquettish.

Zhan Lu thought it was so funny, and she didn't dare to laugh out loud, for fear of waking it up, so she had to bury her face in the quilt and laugh silently, so that her stomach hurt.

She finally stopped laughing, turned her head and saw that it was still lying like that, and couldn't help but reach out again.

This time, the little gluttony didn't let her get her wish, and before she could touch its belly, its little front paws had already "snapped" over, knocking her hand to the side, and purring and threatening in its throat.

Its appearance was so cute, Zhan Lu couldn't help it anymore, grabbed it, put it on his chest and rubbed it.

The little glutton was woken up by her, let out a low roar of dissatisfaction, and was rubbed by her again.

It struggled a few times, but couldn't break free. He just lay on her chest and fell asleep again.

Zhan Lu couldn't help laughing, laughed for a while, hugged it, and fell asleep herself. Before going to bed, she was still in a daze and thought, there are too few fairy shells sold today, but I am afraid that there will be no effect, and I will sell them for a few more days from tomorrow, and I must save the people in the county.

However, she thinks that it sells less, and some people don't think so.

The wine seller rented a house on South Street and lived there. The room was not large, and it was full of large and small wine jars, and there was only one place left to turn around. In the middle of the moon, the wine seller on South Street opened the window of his residence and looked out.

The moonlight shone on his face, making him more and more ugly: his eyes were hunchbacked, his skin was extremely rough, his appearance was ugly, and he had a large scar on his face. At this time, he looked up at the moon in the sky, and let out a sneer from his mouth, and his voice was extremely cold and terrifying, as if he was laughing at the moon. He laughed, closed the door again, and pulled a sharp knife from his bosom.

The way he looked, with a knife in his hand, looked not only ugly, but also vicious. But instead of doing anything else with the knife, he turned his hand over and aimed the tip of the knife at his forehead.

Without hesitation, he raised the knife in his hand and slashed it along the scar, cutting the skin at once.

It was supposed to be a very bloody scene, but he didn't shed a single drop of blood. There was a layer of skin under the torn human skin, and the second layer of skin was white and smooth, completely different from the original skin of the wine seller.

The knife continued downward, and the wine seller's skin was finally completely cut by himself. I saw that inside the torn skin was a man who looked like a wine seller who had no resemblance to him.

The man came out of the leather bag naked, stretched his waist properly, his black hair falling long and down to his hips. He was much taller than the squinting camel, and it was very uncomfortable to be crammed into such a small leather bag all day. He reached out his fist and thumped his back, letting out a comfortable moan.

His skin looked extremely fair in the moonlight, and his tight muscles outlined wonderful lines. He turned and looked out the window again, and the moonlight was shining on his face.

This man's face is very good-looking. However, there was an indescribable evil in his expression, and there was malice between his eyebrows, which made his appearance look less beautiful than his original appearance.

He opened a jar and took out a garment from it. The garment was soaked in wine, **. He didn't care, so he just put it on his body.

He walked out of the room in wet clothes, stood in the empty courtyard, closed his eyes, and began to chant incantations.

If someone has the ability to see spirits, he will see many large and small white light clusters flying towards him in the sky. The small blobs of light flew up to him, and the wine-soaked clothes melted into his body.

He had been standing there and reading, and the small clusters of light kept flying towards him, and after about half an hour, no other clusters of light had flown in. He opened his eyes, let out a sigh of relief, and frowned.

Today's ...... How is it so little?

He keeps a record of the wine he sells every day, and he sells more wine today than in the past, how can he ......

Puzzled, he went back to his room to clean his hands with the wine, and out of nowhere he took out a handful of yarrow.

He fiddled with yarrow and calculated for a long time, and finally figured out what he wanted to know.

It turned out that someone had broken his spell.

This incident made the wine seller extremely angry, and he had traveled countless places in this way, and he had never missed. Sometimes, although there were several Taoist priests in the place where he lived who could identify him, no one dared to provoke him like this.

The wine seller decided to teach the man a lesson. So he went out again, and walked in the direction indicated by Yarrow, and his wet clothes left stains on the street, and when the seller came to the place indicated by Yarrow, he saw a small wine shop.

He stood in front of the liquor store, hesitating slightly. Things didn't seem to be the same as he had imagined, and it didn't seem to be human beings in this liquor store.

He was very perceptive, and easily realized that it was a very powerful creature who lived in the liquor store. He didn't think that it would be human, ordinary humans could not reach such a level, and those immortals, although powerful, could not live in such a place at all.

Although the opponent's strength is very strong, he does not want to admit defeat. Recently, he has absorbed a lot of human souls, and he is looking for a chance to test how strong his ability is.

He was just about to use a spell to break into the door, but as soon as he thought about it, he took the spell again, walked forward, and knocked on the door.

He knocked softly, but in the stillness of the night, the knock was still very clear.

After a while, he heard the sound of someone getting up and putting on their shoes, and then footsteps came out.

The feeling of oppression seemed to be getting closer, and it didn't make him feel flustered, but faintly excited.

He likes to meet the strong, and the soul of the strong always tastes better than that of ordinary humans. He had also encountered many strong people before, and some were even several times stronger than him, but in the end, it didn't let him suck his soul.

He's confident.

The door opened.

The man in front of him was pulling his shoes and casually draped in a piece of clothing, and the man gestured at him, stretched out his index finger and put it on his lips:

"Don't be noisy, she's asleep. ”

He looked up at the man, and he was sure that the man in front of him was not human: a human would not have such a look.

But the one in the house...... It's different.

He smelled the sweet smell of the human soul, it was a woman, her smell was somewhat familiar, he seemed to have smelled it, she seemed to have bought wine from him.

He laughed, baring his sharp teeth, like a hyena.

The man in front of him showed a look of disgust and said:

"You're the one who sells alcohol. ...... the hell What is it?Lifestealer?Ghoul?"

It seems that the other party also recognized his identity at a glance. He pouted:

"Call me whatever you want, but someone has called me by that name. ”

Ming Yijun looked at the thing in front of him.

Although he has the skin of a human being, he is not human. He was once a human, but he gave up his human identity and was willing to live with carrion corpses and devour human souls. Half of their lives are spent searching for souls, and the other half is spent in cemeteries, with corpses as companions.

They live a long life, and as long as their bodies are not broken up and destroyed, as long as they can keep ingesting their souls, they can live forever - if you call it living.

Although Ming Yijun knew the name of the Lifestealer, he had never seen it. At this time, when he saw the monster in front of him, he only felt indescribably disgusting.

This monster is the most disgusting of all living beings. No, he shouldn't be called a living creature at all, maybe he could be called a dead soul. They were originally just ordinary humans, but in order to pursue eternal life, or something else that humans should not have, they used forbidden arts, turning themselves into this kind of human and ghost, and feeding on the lives of their former kind.

Ming Yijun didn't want to talk nonsense with him, so he just said:

"You go, just don't sell alcohol here anymore. ”

The Lifestealer looked at Ming Yijun with a little curiosity:

"I thought you'd make a move and make me vomit out all the souls I swallowed. If you don't want to save the lives of the people here, why are you hindering me?"

Ming Yijun shook his head:

"Human things, it has nothing to do with me, but this kind of thing of you makes me sick here, you go, don't let me say it again. ”

The Lifestealer stared into Ming Yijun's eyes and said slowly:

"That'...... I'll be gone. ”

Ming Yijun nodded, stopped looking at him, turned around and entered the house, and closed the door.